Style inspiration by Loish.

Music inspiration by LIZ Y2k

art by Roderick Lizardo

So I am trying to produce a new story while juggling multiple projects and I think it's coming together quite well. Handling multiple projects require consistency and extreme levels of discipline. If handled incorrectly, a lot of promises and expectation in yourself could potentially do more harm than good.

Someworks

Zug Zug

Either I have a strong metaphysical presence and he's clumsy, or my apartment is haunted.
So my day was filled with exhausting work designing and shit, but I swear I was awake and focused. So I got up to take a break, got some water, whatever. As I zoomed back to head over to the workstation, shit flew off the coffee table, WITHOUT me bumping or hitting it. The loud noise "kerplunked"and caught my attention, which was weird because I didn't hit the damn coffee table. Now I understand wind could have been the verdict, however, shit like my nook, a clip board along with a slew of paper flew off from a flat surface!
My initial thought was, "Okay I'm tired, perhaps maybe I did bump into the table?". But what happened next was quite disturbing.
All in consecutive order: I got up out of my workstation, I walked over towards the coffee table, bent over, and picked up the mess. Immediately after this, my drafting table, which was behind me, does this weird pop -- not a clunk, nor a clink, or a pow -- a fucking pop! As if a part of its side went up like someone picked it up and dropped it very quickly. Due to the initial incident with the coffee table, my mind was awake, I was sharp and I was focused. Not only was I certain about not running into the drafting table, I knew there was no possible way I could have produced the "pop" my drafting table had just done.
For the next five minutes I tried very hard to produce the same exact movement my drafting table had done. I had bumped into it to produce, but got nothing. Eventually I picked up the drafting table but could not copy this unique action it had done.
If this place truly was haunted I guess this is the first time I've dealt with a ghost. Or perhaps my metaphysical presence is just a clumsy fuck, I don't know.
FYI, this isn't the first weird incident, and probably not my last. Anyway, here is a character I worked on that night.

I'm just ecstatic, and I'm bouncing off the walls because of it. After two years at one of the best deign schools in the world, things are starting to click and it feels good. I'm not saying I've mastered anything, although I feel as though I understand workflows and design terms on a much higher level. 

To point out some troubling Data... Classical music -- Dropped significantly in the years of 2005-2006. City after city, classical radio stations have been dropped, orchestra season subscriptions have been cancelled, and most importantly, School music programs are being slashed in half. We have seemingly 35+ MTV Channels -- But if you want "Classic" on TV, you have to mean movies, and original sound tracks. It is a mournful state of affairs and may well signify our cultural decline.


Alas, the requiem is premature. Classical music, although shrinking, is not a dying piece of culture. It's growing once again, and in the coming years we should expect it to grow even more. Reasons are empirical, demographic, and cultural. Classical enthusiast should be buying up classical CDs now, or even better, learning how to master an instrument, because the old is the new...


The neo-classicals are coming in..


I've got the random info off my chest, now here's some life drawing sessions done in photoshop. 1 Hr sessions